BELLE

He leaned back. “What?”

“It seemed like you were having a bad dream. You were growling and almost squeezed me to death,” I said.

He sighed. “I was dreaming about your stepfather. He was hitting you and I couldn’t get to you.”

“Oh,” I said. I loved how protective he was of me. “But I’m okay now. You saved me.”

He ran his hand over the bruise on my cheek. “I’ll always save you.”

It was crazy how connected I felt to the man on top of me. It was like I’d known him my entire life. I couldn’t believe that only yesterday I’d been plotting to leave him....